Yes. You read that right. Greece has fallen...or at least the camp that has catered to Greek demigods for over three millennia has fallen. Camp Half-Blood had a traitor in their midst. A traitor with powerful allies who quickly burned the camp to the ground. Some were lost, some killed, and the rest who remained began the long trek across the country to the only place where they might be safe: Camp Jupiter.
Chiron banded what campers they had left, told them of the other camp and sent word to Camp Jupiter pleading for shelter. Chaos now threatens the camp daily with the arrival of new Greek campers to this foreign camp. This camp with strange customs and rules. While on the Roman end the Praetors are forced to hold up a balancing act of providing sanctuary while also trying to find the traitor before their home suffers the same fate as Camp Half-Blood.
New alliances are forged, new enemies are made, and these two worlds have to find some way to work together for the future of them all. Which side are you on? Which position will you take? It's time to jump in the fray because Greece has fallen.
ANNOUNCEMENT
Welcome to our site! We are so glad you are here my friend. Pull up a seat, set your weapons down and let's chat. We are a non-canon, percy jackson RP site based in Camp Jupiter. Both Greek and Roman demigods allowed. Legacies are limited. We have a very small word requirement for posting and we're pretty relaxed around here. We like drama but not the RL kind so keep this place nice and friendly. If you've got questions don't hesitate to ask!
GHF is the product of the mind of Addi; inspired by the percy jackson and heroes of olympus series by rick riordian. this is a work of fiction. names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. several beautiful remodels (including mini profile, profile) were designed by deltra of gangnam style and edited by Haya to fit the site's concept and needs. most images and gifs used for the skin are taken from assassins creed, the percy jackson movies and various google finds. all contents are copyright to their original owners. all characters belong to their original creators, and may not be used or replicated without permission. all images are copyright to their original owners. if you see an image/gif which is yours and you would like us to specifically credit you or remove it please do not hesitate to let us know in the cbox with a link.
Dylan surprised himself by actually moving to sit beside the redhead but something told him that he should, that it didn’t matter that she was Roman, that he probably wasn’t going to be at this camp long enough to make any connections. Something inside him told him to sit, told him to try, and that didn’t happen all that often. There seemed to be something about her presence that just soothed something inside him.
Now, Dylan wasn’t one to ever believe in the crap that people came into our lives for a reason, because he had never seen any proof of that. Well, there was his half-sister Mila, but he would never admit that he’d come to need her in his life. He hadn’t been the most welcoming to her when he’d found out about her and even less when he’d found out about the different level of involvement that Poseidon had in her life compared to his and just how different things had been for her. But she hadn’t given up on him, hadn’t taken his crap and now she was someone that he felt had his back and he’d have hers. So maybe there was something to that after all.
As he sat he played with the water a way to soothe his soul. Most times it was a subconscious thing, he didn’t even realize he was doing it, but this time it was intentional, a need he couldn’t ignore. She said it was nice to meet him and he let a chuckle leave him. ”You say that now, but give it time.” He watched her as she spoke and he could see something in her eyes that maybe she didn’t let too many others see. Worry? Insecurity? He understood that, he covered it all with an attitude that made it seem like he didn’t really care about anything. His brows furrowed at the end of her sentence ”Lose cont-” he started to ask but before he could finish, the flames erupted from her hand and blue eyes widened slightly. Daughter of Vulcan Interesting how she would be the one that he seemed to feel drawn to.
He watched her snuff out the flames as he released the water back to the river and a slight huff left him. ”Sometimes I can’t wait to just be alone with my own thoughts. People just, they tend to disappoint.” he told her. He knew that sounded a little rude but it was true and he wasn’t usually one to hold back with the things he said. ”I’ve seen you too, that red hair is hard to miss.” A smirk crossed his lips and he shrugged in response to her question. ”It’s been challenging, let’s just say it hasn’t been the most welcoming welcome mat. But it doesn’t matter, probably not going to be here long anyway.” He knew they were just guests here, that the Romans didn’t plan on letting them make the camp their home, it was just a matter of time before they overstayed their welcome and would have to move on. Nothing he wasn’t used to. His eyes tracked the movement of her hand tucking red strands behind her ear before they met hers again and he felt every muscle tense at the sound of his father’s name. ”Unfortunately.” he said in response to her observation about his godly parentage. ”But I guess the powers are pretty cool. He said as he summoned a good sized wave to the shore and when he released it some of the water splashed on them both. ”Or possibly the daughter of Vulcan wouldn’t think so?” he questioned with the raise of a brow because he knew he could cancel out her power if he had to, and she knew it too.
[attr="class","THREAD1BLCONTENT"] It had been one of those days where everything just rubbed Dylan the wrong way. He’d been trying so hard to just keep his head down and fit in and not let his emotions get the better of him ever since they’d arrived at this place. But it wasn’t easy. Every day he was presented with new challenges as an outsider and his anger that he barely kept in check on a good day, was boiling awfully close to the surface.
He wasn’t sure why coming here had been so hard. It wasn’t like it was the first time he’d had to suddenly start over somewhere new without any notice or preparation. That had been his life until the age of fourteen. He’d moved from place to place on a whim, many times without anything other than the clothes on his back and the emergency pack his mother had always left in the car. He hadn’t understood it then, but he knew now that it had all been in an attempt to keep him safe. But she shouldn’t have had too, that should have been his job. He had created the need for her to have to do what she did and then he’d just walked away without another thought.
Dylan had grown up without knowing the truth, until the day that disaster had struck and he’d killed his own mother. It hadn’t been intentional, he hadn’t even known what he was doing, but that didn’t change the outcome and the fact that the wave he had created had been what had killed her. But he didn’t fully blame himself and one day he would make the other guilty party pay, he just hadn’t quite figured out how. Really, how did you go about punishing a God?
If he had to put his finger on exactly why this felt so different, it had to be because Camp Half-Blood had been home, the only one he had ever really known for any significant period of time and now it was gone. Camp Jupiter would never be home. And then there were these Roman demigods who he had no idea how to interact with and he wasn’t even sure he wanted to. They had been treated like outcasts or invaders since they had stepped foot within the camp’s borders and Dylan hadn’t been able to let his guard down.
And today had been a bad day. He needed to go to the water, needed to be alone in the only place that he knew for certain could bring him some semblance of peace. The water was the only place he felt truly at home, despite the fact that he despised the very reason for it. Dylan made his way to the water, his senses carrying him toward it because he hadn’t quite memorized the way to this particular out of the way spot. As he the bank came into view, so did long red hair and he recognized it immediately. They hadn’t met, but she had already caught his attention in the time that he’d been there. He had only been standing there a moment when she turned around to face him and he realized that he’d managed to startle her.
His gaze met hers before she quickly looked away. Her eyes were ones that he thought he could easily get lost in, just like he could get lost in the sea. She spoke and a slight chuckle left him as he moved to sit in the grass next to her, the water just out of his reach. The effect was still calming and he had to resist the urge to pull the water toward him. ”It’s alright, I’m not the most social creature myself.” he told her as his fingers played in the blades of grass between his legs, pulling some of the accumulated water off of them. ”Dylan.” He told her as he turned his focus back to her once more, his eyes meeting hers again. ”And no,I uh- come down here to get away. The water is calming.” he told her and this time he did pull it toward him, fingers running through it. ”I apologize if I interrupted you.” he said as he released the water to return to its home.
friends Dylan has never had anyone that he considers a friend because he moved around so much while growing up. He has built a wall to keep others from getting to close and it's hard for him to let people in. He could use some friends, people that he knows he can count on and will have his back.
enemies Dylan is arrogant and impulsive and he has no filter. I'm sure he's made some enemies over the years because he's a hard pill to swallow sometimes. He puts on a good show but it's just a cover. He hates his father and wants to make him pay for his mother's death.
lovers Dylan hasn't ever been in love, he's had some flings but nothing that could possibly last. He doesn't even know what love looks like because he's never had an example of it. Could someone steal his heart? Maybe, but whoever does might want to keep their expectation of romance low.
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friends I complicated our lives By falling in love with him I complicated our lives Now I'm losing my only friend I don't know why, I had to try Living my life on the other side Now I'm so confused I don't know what to do
enemies I complicated our lives By falling in love with him I complicated our lives Now I'm losing my only friend I don't know why, I had to try Living my life on the other side Now I'm so confused I don't know what to do
lovers I complicated our lives By falling in love with him I complicated our lives Now I'm losing my only friend I don't know why, I had to try Living my life on the other side Now I'm so confused I don't know what to do
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friends I complicated our lives By falling in love with him I complicated our lives Now I'm losing my only friend I don't know why, I had to try Living my life on the other side Now I'm so confused I don't know what to do
enemies I complicated our lives By falling in love with him I complicated our lives Now I'm losing my only friend I don't know why, I had to try Living my life on the other side Now I'm so confused I don't know what to do
lovers I complicated our lives By falling in love with him I complicated our lives Now I'm losing my only friend I don't know why, I had to try Living my life on the other side Now I'm so confused I don't know what to do
[Adaptable] [break]Dylan grew up in many different places and often had to move quickly. This has made him able to adapt to new situations fairly easily and that can be very helpful in the heat of battle. [break][break]
[Focused][break]Once Dylan sets his mind to something, he is not easily swayed away from it. He has made it his mission to learn all he can about his abilities as the son of Poseidon and to one day make his father pay for the death of his mother. [break][break]
[Independent] [break]Dylan has never had anyone else to rely on in his life besides his mother. He grew up having to take care of himself and he never had much chance to get too close to others. Now that his mother is gone, he feels like the only person that he can count on, is himself.[break][break]
[Protective][break] Dylan has lost so much in his life that when he does find someone or something that he cares about, he will do everything in his power to protect it.[break][break]
[Loyal][break] Dylan doesn’t let people close because he has always had to let go of those that he does. But if he does let you in, he is loyal and will stand by you through anything. [break][break]
[Patient][break] Dylan would like nothing more than to see his father pay for what happened to his mother and the way he grew up but he knows that he can’t strike without being prepared. He knows it’s going to take time and he needs to have patience. It is also a skill that helps him in battle.[break][break][break][break]
[Impulsive][break] On the flip side, Dylan tends to be impulsive. He doesn’t always think things through before he makes a move. Sometimes it works out in his favor, but more often than not it’s detrimental. [break][break]
[Tempermental][break] Dylan is angry at the world and he doesn’t hide it. He can keep it reigned in for the most part but people tend to know that they shouldn’t mess with him. His temper can be on a hair trigger and it’s best to just leave him alone. [break][break]
[Arrogant][break]Dylan comes off as arrogant, he tries to act like he's better than everyone else because his father is one of the Big Three. So he acts like he's this big shot, but really it's all an act to cover up that he's actually insecure. [break][break]
[Insecure][break]Dylan doesn't think that he's good enough to be a son of Poseidon, that he could never measure up to the power that his father weilds. In truth, he never can because he s just a demigod. He wasn't able to use his power to save his mother and that is always in the back of his mind and as long as he can't let go of that, it will hold him back. [break][break]
“Bright blue eyes like the sea.” That’s what your mother had always said. Eyes that reminded her of your father, a man you had no memory of. All you knew of him was that he and your mother had a romance that had been doomed from the beginning. The two of them came from two different worlds and no matter how in love they had been, they could not be together. Your father had left because he had to, not because he wanted to. The rules of his world dictated that he could not remain with her, with you, so you were left to grow up without him. No matter how much you pushed your mother for more, she wouldn’t give it to you, she said the full story was hers and hers alone and it was better that you didn’t know.[break][break]
Life wasn’t easy growing up. Your mother never found anyone else who she wanted to be with, who could accept the challenge of another man’s child. You also moved from place to place, never spending too long in one place. You lived all over the world, small, remote towns and large, bustling cities. You never understood why your mother was always on edge, why she never felt safe in one place, why she was always unable to settle. All you knew was that she was your only constant in an ever changing world, the one thing that you could count on. [break][break]
You struggled in school. The constant moving was part of it but you also suffered from a couple of disabilities. ADHD and dyslexia were ever present. Your teachers looked at you and saw nothing but disruption, trouble, and laziness. When in truth you just couldn’t sit still, your mind and body had to constantly be in motion. You worked on impulse instead of taking the time to think things through and a lot of times, that got you in trouble. You hated classes because you struggled to understand the material. It wasn’t because you were stupid, quite the opposite. You were intelligent beyond the comprehension of your teachers but you couldn’t show it with tests and assignments because your brain wasn’t wired to read and comprehend the words on a page. [break][break]
Friends were always hard to come by because when you did finally make some, you had to leave them so eventually you just built up a wall around yourself and didn’t bother letting anyone in. You felt that you were better off alone and because of that you find it hard to trust others and let anyone close. You don’t know how to truly interact with people because you’ve spent a lifetime pushing them away and keeping your head down.[break][break]
You’ve always loved the water, your mother used to say that if she would let you, you would stay in it forever. It was the one place that you felt peace, the only place you ever felt you truly belonged and you couldn’t explain why. It didn’t seem to come as a surprise to you mother and she made sure that no matter where you ended up, there was water available to you whether that was a backyard pool or an entire ocean.[break][break]
You were fourteen when it happened. You and your mother had moved, yet again, and had landed in Camdenton, MO in a place right on the water on the Ozarks. She had thought it would be a good place to try to lay down roots and you had let yourself believe that this could actually be home. But it all came crashing down one day when you were out in the water. You heard her scream your name and she yelled at you to run, to hide. But even though you had no idea what was happening, you couldn’t leave her behind. You felt the power flow through you, a new and stronger connection to the water that surrounded you. The wave that grew around you was like nothing you ever experienced. You saw her on the beach as she struggled with those that were trying to get to you. The wave grew and roared in their direction, an attempt to free her and save you both. Only you didn’t know what you were doing, or that you were even doing it, so you couldn’t control what happened next. The wave reached the shore and engulfed your mother and her attackers and pulled them into the lake. You looked for her, but couldn’t find her and you knew that you had lost her and deep down inside yourself, you knew that you had killed her.[break][break]
This was when you finally discovered the truth of your parentage, that you were more than human, a demigod. Your father was the Greek God Poseidon and others who wanted to do you harm had been searching for you. As you lay on the beach, exhausted and not knowing what to do next, he came to you, rose out of the water with the body of your mother in his arms. You begged him to revive her, to bring her back, but he told you that he couldn’t, that it wasn’t within his power. He tried to explain things to you, but you wouldn’t give him the chance. You knew all you needed to know. You were the son of a God, one that had left you and your mother and because of him, she was now dead. You wanted nothing to do with him. Anger coursed through you and you wished that you could drown him the same way you had her. But he put an end to the wave you tried to conjure almost as soon as the thought had entered into your mind. [break][break]
He left you there on the beach as he carried your mother’s body away with him and you dropped on your knees and screamed into the vast emptiness that was left behind. When you stopped screaming you found yourself no longer on the beach in the Ozarks but outside the gates of a camp, the sign reading Camp Half-Blood. You were ushered in and everything was explained to you. He claimed you as soon as you took your first step into camp. It didn’t change how you felt about your father though, anger and rage and resentment burned inside you alongside your guilt and grief. You wanted him to suffer and you knew you wouldn’t rest until you figured out how to make it happen.[break][break]
You’ve spent the last four years living at the camp, learning your powers and being trained to fight. You have not seen your father since, although he does speak to you when you are in need of his guidance and you’ve learned the hard way over the years not to ignore him. As much as you hate him, he knows your powers and abilities better than anyone. [break][break]
You thought you had finally found a home with people like you but the unthinkable happened and the camp was destroyed. There had been a traitor among you, one that still has not been revealed, and the camp was burned to the ground. You had tried to put it out, using all the powers in your possession, but it had been out of control by the time you managed to summon the water. You, along with the others, fled your home. Chiron directed you all to Camp Jupiter, your sister camp for demigod offspring of the Roman Gods, located on the other side of the country. You’ve struggled to settle into your new home. Tensions are high, not only because there is a still a traitor on the loose, but because of the strained dynamics between the Greeks and Romans. You have no idea what’s going to happen, all you know is you need to find a way to adapt and thrive and to make the right alliances along the way.[break][break]
[Hydrokinesis][break]This is the ability to manipulate and control water. Dylan is able to use the water to his advantage and as a weapon in battle. He is able to form large waves and if he tries hard enough he could produce one on the scale of a tsunami. He can manipulate the water into durable objects that seem to obey his will such as fists that can actually punch and a shield that can offer protection to himself or others. Whirlpools and riptides are also in his repertoire but he has yet to get control over those. Also falling under this category are: vitakinesis, being able to heal most minor wounds and poisons when he has contact with the water. The more severe the wound, the longer the contact with the water has to be. Wayfinder , the ability to always know where he is on the water. The coordinates and grid appear to him on the water like they would on a map. He seems to have an internal compass and very rarely loses his way. Water immunity, he doesn’t get affected by the water the way normal people do. He can’t drown in it, he has been known to stay underwater for long periods of time. When out in the rain he doesn’t get wet unless he decides that he wants to and he can come out of the water dry. He’s also been working on extending the immunity to others but has only had very limited success. [break][break]
(weaknesses)[break] His abilities just manifested 4 years ago, so he is somewhat behind the curve compared to his counterparts that have known their abilities for most of their lives. The amount of power he has to use for some of the things he is capable of, leaves him tired and weak. The more power it takes to accomplish the manipulation, the more of a toll it takes on his energy. Control is also hit or miss, he is still learning how much energy he needs to exert for certain things. His emotions also tend to make his power unpredictable. The more heightened the emotion, the more volatile the power. [break][break]
[Geokinesis] [break]Typically this is the ability to control and manipulate the earth but in Dylan’s case it is more about manipulating the water in and under the soil to manipulate the earth itself. He is able to cause the collapse of the soil into trenches if he can move the water in and under the soil enough. He can also manipulate it to cause cracks and fissures in the earth as he pulls the water away in different directions. He’s been told that if he tried hard enough that he could possibly cause earthquakes with his manipulation but he has only just scratched the surface of this ability.[break][break]
(weaknesses)[break] This power is a much more difficult one to control and it takes much more energy than it takes to use hydrokinesis. If he does manage to accomplish one of these abilities, it tends to tire him out to the point of exhaustion. It once knocked him out for two days when he tried to do something that required so much energy, he depleted all he had. It takes great concentration and will to do what he wants and even then it doesn’t always work in his favor. Headaches are typically on the menu of side effects when he does attempt the use of this ability beyond what he is currently capable of. [break][break]
[Cryokinesis - limited][break]This is the ability to control and manipulate frost, ice, snow, and cold temperatures in general. Because Dylan is a child of Poseidon he has this ability but it’s very limited. He can turn water into ice if he concentrates hard enough. He was able to make an ice spear once but had been unable to replicate the power again. He has also tried to manipulate the snow but has been unable to get it to do what he wants, probably because rain has been an issue as well. [break][break]
{weaknesses) This ability is mostly limited to turning water into ice. It doesn’t cause as much of an energy drain as the other abilities because it works in conjunction with them so the energy is already being exerted. It requires a lot of concentration for him though and he doesn’t always think to use it as he’s more focused on the initial ability. [break][break]
(zoolingualism) [break] Because Poseidon is also the father of horses Dylan can speak to them along with marine animals.[break][break]
(heat resistance) [break] Dylan has a higher than normal resistance to higher temperatures and burns.[break][break]
(superhuman strength, durability, agility and reflexes)[break] Being the son of one of the Big Three, Dylan is stronger, faster, more agile and more durable than a regular human. [break][break]
(dyslexia) [break]His brain is hardwired to read ancient Greek and it comes easily to him but when English is involved, he struggles to read it.[break][break]
Ave, demigod! Over the next month, all new threads created may be attacked by the Fates at any time, unless specified in the subheader. All random events will be based on prompts from the randomizer. Please refer to the event guide #2 for further and more detailed information about your character's possible fate.
GHF is the product of the mind of addi; inspired by the percy jackson and heroes of olympus series by rick riordian.
this is a work of fiction. names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
several beautiful remodels (including mini profile, profile) were designed by deltra of gangnam style and edited by haya to fit the site's concept and needs.
most images and gifs used for the skin are taken from assassins creed, the percy jackson movies and various google finds.
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